A Walk to Remember 精彩片段：
Chapter 10
I drove Jamie home from the orphanage later that night. At first I wasnt sure whether I should pull the old yawn move and put my arm around her shoulder, but to be honest, I didnt know exactly how she was feeling about me. Granted, shed given me the most wonderful gift Id ever received, and even though Id probably never open it and read it like she did, I knew it was like giving a piece of herself away. But Jamie was the type of person who would donate a kidney to a stranger she met walking down the street, if he really needed one. So I wasnt exactly sure what to make of it.
Jamie had told me once that she wasnt a dimwit, and I guess I finally came to the conclusion that she wasnt. She may have been . . . well, different . . .
but shed figured out what Id done for the orphans, and looking back, I think she knew even as we were sitting on the floor of her living room. When shed called it a miracle, I guess she was talking specifically about me.
Hegbert, I remembered, came into the room as Jamie and I were talking about it, but he really didnt have much to say. Old Hegbert hadnt been himself lately, at least as far as I could tell. Oh, his sermons were still on the money, and he still talked about the fornicators, but lately his sermons were shorter than usual, and occasionally hed pause right in the middle of one and this strange look would come over him, kind of like he was thinking of something else, something sad.
I didnt know what to make of it, being that I really didnt know him that well.
And Jamie, when she talked about him, seemed to describe someone else entirely.
I could no more imagine Hegbert with a sense of humor than I could imagine two moons in the sky.
So anyway, he came into the room while we counted the money, and Jamie stood up with those tears in her eyes, and Hegbert didnt even seem to realize I was there. He told her that he was proud of her and that he loved her, but then he shuffled back to the kitchen to continue working on his sermon. He didnt even say hello. Now, I knew I hadnt exactly been the most spiritual kid in the congregation, but I still found his behavior sort of odd.
As I was thinking about Hegbert, I glanced at Jamie sitting beside me. She was looking out the window with a peaceful look on her face, kind of smiling, but far away at the same time. I smiled. Maybe she was thinking about me. My hand started scooting across the seat closer to hers, but before I reached it, Jamie broke the silence.
"Landon," she finally asked as she turned toward me, "do you ever think about God?”
I pulled my hand back.
Now, when I thought about God, I usually pictured him like those old paintings Id seen in churches-a giant hovering over the landscape, wearing a white robe, with long flowing hair, pointing his finger or something like that-but I knew she wasnt talking about that. She was talking about the Lords plan. It took a moment for me to answer.
"Sure," I said. "Sometimes, I reckon.”
"Do you ever wonder why things have to turn out the way they do?”